‘Ello.
I’m late.
There, now that that incredibly unsuprising admission is over with, here’s why. The pc didn’t get hooked up until a week, perhaps two weeks ago, give or take, then the internet was late as well. But the computer’s been horribly slow (among other problems) even after the hard drive was wiped and redone. Which was a problem in itself, because it turns out I’d forgotten to save my info to disks before the guy snagged it.
Translates as the Worm was a moron and lost everything on the pc that was dear to him, up to and including unfinished poetry, short stories, the outline of a book series he’s been collaborating on with a friend, blog additions such as lists and links, several posts, (One titled something like ‘An Ally’s Guide to Insults’, T’was beautiful) and perhaps the most horrible thing (arguably) was the desk the pc sat on. Desk wouldn’t fit in the storage shed, and my bed was more important.
I can’t write well without the keyboard being propped on something, and frankly, my legs don’t count. They start falling asleep in, like, ten minutes cross legged and maybe fifteen stretched out, and it’s horribly uncomfortable. Twenty minutes and they’re dead to the world, you can imagine what it was like in elementary school during reading time, all cross legged on an abrasive, reddish brown carpet with the librarian reading aloud and showing blurry pictures. Oh, it takes me back.
So no posts until I find something that can be used for desk replacement. Or until I buy a notebook and pens, whichever comes first. Most of my stuff is, unfortunately, still in storage.
I doubt my comment’s’ll be sparkling, either, I’ve been typing awfully fast lately because of it.
